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Wednesday, March 09 2011

Diane sent me this adorable story of when good dogs go bad.  I just HAD to share it with you!


"Been re-reading some of your older blogs lately.....LOL....a LOT of them strike me as familiar......


 

Couple years ago, I went on a binge and bought several pair of wildly colored cowboy boots.......bright blue, one has yellow shafts, another is a lovely pale aqua.....lilac fatbabies.....
Now at that time, our family had always eaten out at Easter. That year, we ate at a casual place, so I wore a pretty blue sweater over some nicely pressed jeans.......and my bright blue cowboy boots.
My father chuckled and said they were spiffy enough to wear to his funeral. I laughed and solemnly promised to wear cowboy boots to his funeral.
 
Now fast forward to last November. My father has passed away, and I have no clothes to wear to his funeral. I bought the neatest grey pinstripe slacks and vest (very Al Capone-y) and wore it for the wake. But my feet swelled from all the standing, and I knew I wouldn't get the same shoes on in the morning. So, for the funeral, I dug in my closet and found a beautiful pair of low grey suede heels.....shoes that I had never even worn......and set them out on the bench at the foot of my bed.
 
I got up in the morning to find this:

Belle has never chewed anything inappropriate....even as a teething puppy. She has her big bones......but she just never has done anything destructive.
(I don't count dead things, frozen horseapples or sticks. Those are just what dogs do.) I took it as a sign.
 
Hubby tried to tell me it was because they were suede, but there were 2 pairs of suede shoes laying in the living room, and she has touched neither one of them. She still hasn't.
 
I threw my good ropers with the silver kilties at Hubby and told him to give them a quick polish.
So yes, I wore cowboy boots to my Father's funeral.......LOL....
Guess I needed a reminder of my promise....."

Who, ME??? I want my lawyer!!!!!
 

Posted by: forensicfarmgirl AT 11:39 am   |  Permalink   |  1 Comment  |  Email
Comments:
Diane, can't you just hear your dad reminding Belle of your promise?
Posted by Peg H. on 03/10/2011 - 04:06 PM

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